
Date of issue: 15.10.2004
Record label: Drive, fontana north
Song language: English
Scumpunch |
Blamed for everything done wrong he goes and gets himself a gun |
Shooting dope yeah there’s still hope he has hit the rock |
Bottle to the wall |
Cracks in the brick show it all too thick |
You better watch where you step, you could be spreading the epidemic |
Corner store robberies and everything in between this life and the next |
It’ll all explode like kerosene |
Shots fired bones drop it’s all that i see |
I’m fucking sick of this town where the hell have you been? |
It’s not over, until it’s over |
Scrape the streets you motherfucker |
Meet and greet with the pavement and your teeth |
Economic sober nickel and dimming till we’re beat |
Keep things discrete or you’ll be sucking like a leech |
Now you can’t see through the clouds of defeat |
Bottled up till nothings left your tops been blown |
Blame it on me like everything |
Well it’s okay another loose end straightened |
Another time we’ll take it too far |
Another bottle’s been broken another day is dawning on our faces |
The disgrace that we bring to the table |
Sometimes it seems theres no stopping it |
Sometimes things go too far |
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There's A Problem | 2004 |
Liver Alone | 2010 |
Fred's Got Slacks | 2004 |
Eulogy | 2007 |
Quality Television | 2004 |
The Calming Collection | 2010 |
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He Was a Jazzman | 2010 |
I Am Abandoned | 2004 |
Gullible | 2004 |
Bad News | 2004 |
Bleed | 2010 |
Count Your Bruises | 2010 |
New Years Resolutions | 2010 |
Hang My Head | 2017 |
Indoors | 2017 |
Here Comes Treble | 2010 |
Shithawks | 2010 |